You ran off quickly as Sal approached his locker, which was filled with random junk, but what stood out the most was your love card. You've been putting such cards in his locker for a while now, unable to face him.

Sal, as well as his friends, have been trying to figure out who exactly was his secret admirer for a few weeks now.

One morning, before class, you were slipping another card into his locker, when you hear a throat clearing behind you.